![]() La Belle FemmeA Poem by Francis MagnussonWill
thine touch be able to be the happiness of my soul that it longed for and
sought hither and thither?
But
no, I shalt waylay myself, for I have divined in me that I am far, far from being worthy of the touch of a fair
maiden many a man’s heart have fallen for!
Like
a strikingly beautiful rose, a
lovely lass that you are, I’d only hurt myself from thy thorns, and I would only be defiling you with my
blood!
but behold my stalwart love: with ardent soul I would be glad to suffer in my own folly for your sake , no matter how indifferent thine feelings are for me!
But
oh, how profound is my sorrow! For
I know that no matter how much I fight, No
matter how much I were to write, Sadly,
it would only bear - nothing!
Don’t you fret, dear maiden! For
I have no plans to court thee, but
instead to tell you in your oblivion, of
your unparalleled beauty!
I
can only appreciate your radiant smile from afar- and by doing so also makes me smile; my petty heart gets filled up by you , and then suddenly , I get all giddy
I
get giddy and thank the heavens, for bestowing the Earth of such a wonderful
bloom- and that is none other than you, oh
dearest love of mine! © 2016 Francis MagnussonAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on September 19, 2016 Last Updated on September 19, 2016 Tags: Love, Free-verse Author![]() Francis MagnussonStockholm, SwedenAboutI'm just someone who would like to learn how to write. more..Writing
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